Does history repeat itself, the first time as tragedy, the second time as farce? No, that's too grand, too considered a process. History just burps, and we taste again that raw-onion sandwich it swallowed centuries ago. It just makes us realise how lucky or unlucky we were to not be a part of it. Accordingly, it gives us the sweet or bitter taste which stays with us long enough, until, one day we make our own history.
